| | Anxiety and how therapy and faith helped me...
My father died about 5 years ago. Because I had to take over handling the finances as well as my mother and my mentally ill sister, I had a lot of distractions. About 2 years later, when all the dust settled, I had a panic attack, which never happened to me in my life. I felt like I was having a heart attack, even to the point where my hands and feet started to tingle. I was driving at the time and my foot wouldn't step on the gas pedal. So I was slowing down on a busy road and I could bring my foot to step on the gas. My mom, sister, and son were all in the car at the moment. I was in full panic mode. I breathed and prayed and somehow got to my destination. From that moment, I decided that I needed help. I saw an angel of a therapist and a Christian one at that. I brought my husband into sessions and had many on my own. I saw him for about 6 months. In that time, I learned how to cope w/my anxieties.
I pray through my anxieties, leaned on my doctor, church, my family, and my friends. I really thought this, the biggest obstacle I ever came across in my life (and I'm a mother of two), was going to be the end of me. I sit here today and I want to say that my life is better because of the people I surrounded myself with, my willingness to want to do something about it, and my God.
I have so much more to say about this, but I just wanted to write a quick post to say that YOU CAN DO THIS.